We arrived in Ireland and headed up North the next day. We went to the Giants Causeway to view the cool rock formations formed by volcanic eruptions followed by cooling to form Basalt. The rocks cool in hexagons (mostly) because energy is released more easily in the hexagonal shape. Local legend says the Causeway was a bridge to Scotland that was ripped up by a Scottish giant in fear of Irish giant Finn MaCool. The rocks were slippery and Gareth found this out the hard way. He was setting up his tripod and panicked when the self timer started to go off. Luckily I was able to break his fall. The only casualities were his shin and my pinky finger which was numb for the next day and a half. A few miles down the road was Dunluce castle. The castle was built sometime in the 14th century. This castle was built on a cliff edge and hundreds of years later part of the kitchen fell off into the sea. One of the coolest things I thought was I was able to climb up a tower and look out. The roads are still windy and narrow, with sheep everywhere. Weather is a little warmer at times and its not raining as much here.